Chapter 955 The Eternal First Mortal Nine-Colored True Saint
High in the sky, in the abyss, in the colorful river, all the quasi-sage masters summoned their divine bodies and bloodline visions, and used their powerful talents to bathe and absorb holy thoughts and The saint's true energy breaks through the holy door and enters the holy realm.
Once you become a saint, you will be one of the strongest saints of this generation and even after this golden age of martial arts! Standing out from thousands of quasi-sages, terrifying and capable of killing immortals are their symbols!
However, among these people, they are undoubtedly Su Miaojin’s Jiuhuang Holy Body, Li Chunyuan’s Zhenwu Divine Body, Jiang Wuwei’s Barbarian Witch Holy Body, Zhao Tong’er’s Innate Spiritual Body, Yingsi’s Heavenly Demon Bloodline, Jiang Nuying His innate Tao body, Zhe Feiyan’s ancient immortal Fei Qiong’s bloodline, Cui Ying’er and others are the most powerful!
Most of the warriors in this world who can enter the Lingtai realm are geniuses with divine bodies and bloodlines, with different levels and characteristics. It is said that in the ancient times tens of thousands of years ago, people with any kind of divine body or bloodline , are all unique geniuses who can only appear among tens of millions of people. They can practice ten or a hundred times faster than ordinary people. They rely on these people to kill foreigners!
However, there is no shortage of smart people in the world. In order to fight against all races, they can also forcibly create them, such as setting up monstrous formations and forcibly gathering babies from all major races. After a long period of accumulation, they are now in ruins. Everyone has them, and There is no clear distinction between high and low.
However, the divine bloodline of people like Su Miaojin is among the top three in the world, extremely powerful!
At this moment, with the vision of the divine body and bloodline, the holy thoughts and true energy are gathered crazily, which is in sharp contrast to the trepidation of others!
Among them, Xin Zhuo was the most unbearable. He resisted with his mortal body and his whole body trembled violently.
“Xin Zhuo does not have the qualifications and medium to become a saint, so he cannot become a saint.”
"If you can't become a saint, you will naturally die!"
Countless warriors have reached a consensus. Thinking of the rumors about Xin Zhuo over the years, they can't help but sigh. How ironic is it to be so constrained?
"Junior brother..."
Gongsun Li's face was as pale as paper. If his junior brother cannot become a saint and dies here, and the master and the others are indeed gone, what should he do alone...
The faces of the group of great saints were cryptic, but Jiang Wen had a complex look in his eyes, and he closed his eyes and stopped looking.
Time passes slowly.
One hour.
Two hours.
……
One day.
Two days.
……
Sixteen days.
......
The tens of thousands of warriors present are all fasting people. They can enter samadhi for several months at a time. Naturally, they will not feel agitated. They need to witness the appearance of these so-called strongest saints.
Until the forty-fourth day, a person suddenly flew out of the colorful river, and was ejected directly into the abyss high in the sky, and arrived under the tree roots like a fortress in the sky.
The body is glowing with a hazy colorful glow, there is a strange fragrance and the shadows of flowers fall to the ground, and the momentum is like a rainbow.
Unfortunately, the breath of the holy realm is not pure.
False Saint!
Although he is a false saint, he is much stronger than ordinary false saints, and his life is not in danger.
This person looked up with nostalgia, then landed on the ground and bowed his hands to everyone around him.
The tens of thousands of warriors had mixed emotions, nodded slightly, and continued to look upward without blinking.
The next moment,
"咻咻咻咻..."
One after another, warriors were ejected from the colorful river and fell down, all of them fake saints!
Three, four...eighteen...thirty-six...fifty-one...seventy-nine...one hundred and thirty...four hundred and seventy-three...five hundred and eighty...
There are a total of five hundred and eighty false saints, each with regret, regret, and nostalgia on their faces, and they helplessly bowed their hands.
And now there are only thirty-nine people left in the colorful river!
At this time, Su Miaojin, Li Chunyuan, Jiang Wuwei, Ying Siren, Zhao Tong'er, Jiang Nuying and Cui Ying'er's bodies simultaneously glowed with colorful rays of light, dazzling, strong, rich in fragrance, and falling pieces. Golden lotus, lotus, spiritual flower, Ganoderma lucidum...
There are faint shadows of dragons and phoenixes, four elephants and spiritual objects. Pay homage!
"Become a saint on the spot!"
"Invite the innate beings to worship!"
"Such a saint!"
The tens of thousands of warriors below who had been waiting for a long time finally made a sensation and stood up one after another. , with a happy face and bowed his hands.
Even a group of great saints nodded slightly, full of joy. This is the last "Holy Saint Lin Yuan Rises". Every true saint is a treasure. The appearance of more than ten of them is already overwhelming. What a blessing!
Fortunately, it was just the beginning. Almost as countless people below were sighing, the colorful rays of light filled the long river again, the fragrance was rich, and the shadows of lotus and lotus fell densely...
The true saint appeared again !
One, two...
In the next hour, more than twenty true saints appeared one after another!
In other words, after the emergence of 580 false saints, all the remaining people became saints immediately!
This is simply something that has never happened before. Donghua Mingyu is lucky and the human race is lucky!
Then Chen Wentian stroked his beard and laughed: "Gentlemen, I have two true saints, Si Qingluo and Si Wuwu!" Ye Feiying also smiled and said: "I have five disciples!"< br>
“Three people!” Ji Fengyu shook his head with emotion, but he couldn’t hide the smile in his eyes.
Jiang Wen also rarely stroked his beard and said: "Seven! Acceptance!"
"It's too much!"
A group of great saints joked, and they were all in a happy mood. These thirty-eight true saints were basically all from their families, so what reason was there to be unhappy?
Su Miaojin and others who were the first to become saints have continued to go to high altitudes to receive further baptisms and reach the level of True Essence Saints. This is the only baptism after becoming saints, even if it is not in this "Holy Saint" "Abyss", the same is true for retreating in other places, the method is just different!
A saint is definitely a threshold for transcendence, and a true saint can go further than a true saint!
While thousands of martial arts masters below were cheering, someone suddenly realized something was wrong! In the colorful river, there was actually a person sitting there. There was no momentum or struggle on his body, as if he was asleep!
Xin Zhuo!
These days, he has been forgotten, why is he still there?
It is neither a false saint nor a saint, it is unreasonable!
What is he doing?
A group of great sages stopped joking. The great sage who was trapped in Kongkai Wentian stroked his beard and asked the group of false sages who were ejected: "Do you know what Xin Zhuo is doing?"
Gongsun Li, who had been feeling uneasy and restless, immediately looked over.
Even Jiang Wen frowned and looked over.
It’s okay not to ask. When I asked, the faces of the five hundred and eighty false saints all changed.
Hua Que'er from Qihuang Medical School also came to participate in this sanctification matter, but his qualifications are limited and he is just a fake saint. At this moment, he took the lead and said: "Xin Zhuo is weird. This guy is really weird. See below. We don’t know what he is doing, but we know very well that the holy thoughts and the saint’s true thoughts in the colorful river are If Qi is divided into ten paths, he alone has five of them!"
Another pseudo-sage master also said: "He seems to have the vision of the divine body and bloodline of all of us, but it seems that he doesn't. I can’t tell what he’s doing, but he’s definitely responsible for half of it!”
The two people had excited voices and exaggerated expressions, as did the other pseudo-saints. No wonder they were so unstable even though they were already among the saints. The scene was really too weird, and it violated the rules for quasi-saints to become saints!
It was quiet in all directions.
After a while, the Bauhinia Holy Land Mieju waved his sleeves: "How can such nonsense make sense? Is he a monster?"
Chen Wentian also frowned and said : "This is ridiculous! Tell me in detail."
A trace of hesitation flashed across Jiang Wen's eyes.
Hua Que'er and a group of false saints immediately saluted: "I can't explain the reason, but it is absolutely true that this person is close to a demon. No accident, it is not difficult to become a saint. He may be...the first person to be a saint since ancient times." Mortal body becomes a saint!"
Seeing a group of quasi-sages so solemn, no one from all directions said anything, I didn't know what to say.
At this moment, the colorful river in the "high-altitude abyss" suddenly shrank violently, and went straight towards Xin Zhuo who was sitting cross-legged like a tiger swallowing it.
And Xin Zhuo suddenly stood up, waving his sleeves heavily, all the filth, dirt, and mundane smell on his body was gone, and his whole body was white and flawless, with a bright nine-color glow, including lotus, lotus, hibiscus, koi, etc. Sixteen kinds of petals and spiritual objects are floating and densely packed, and the fragrance is overwhelming.
Following this, thirty-seven phantoms of living beings rose and fell, bowing and worshiping.
The terrifying true holy aura can be felt even from thousands of feet below!
It is true that a mortal body has become a saint, which has never happened before!
Nine-colored saints, unprecedented in history!
The purity of the breath is unparalleled!
"This..."
The tens of thousands of warriors below, including dozens of great saints, stood up one after another with shock on their faces.
They don’t understand this kind of saint!
Jiang Wen's face also changed slightly, and the index finger of his right hand trembled slightly.
Gongsun Li was even more dazed and speechless for a long time.
……
High in the sky and in the abyss.
Xin Zhuo felt the majestic sea-like power in his body, a completely different power. This was a completely different realm from that of Quasi-Sage and those below!
Even if you point a finger, crushing a city hundreds of miles away and killing millions of creatures, it's just like picking something out of a bag!
Flawless! No dirt! Thoughtful!
Infinitely compatible with heaven and earth!
Flying to the sky and escaping to the earth, a thousand miles in one step, just taking it easy!
If we say that the power we exerted before was just brute force, the power we have now is already superior to the underground and the human world!
No wonder it is said that "if you don't enter the holy realm, you will always be an ant." The gap is really huge!
The reason why he was able to overcome the problem of being unable to become a saint and being excluded in his mortal body was that when he was in danger, he boldly conducted an experiment——
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